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As I begin this week’s reflection, that women in this week’s image is so me. It seems that the images of weeks past all morph into the bold me of this image this week. From that tiny flower in leaf stage (July 14) , through the fertilization through desolation and despair (July 28), through the blessing of my true self(Aug. 4). The me in the image this week has traversed many years, my body shows the wear of the years, muscles limp and sagging, but my tray of offering is real and bold. The fish become offerings of blessing, of blessings in word, gestures and presence (being present). I can identify with the phrase: “We only must open to the Source not as a prize for the perfect but rather as loving nurture for the wounded and the weary. No matter what our situation, we can relax and receive the Divine Presence in every event, in every moment.” This morning, Rhonda took me shopping; then took my downsizing items to St. Mary’s garage sale in a part of the city where there is a predominantly indigenous, new immigrant population. Then as I re-entered my building, my home of some 80 apartments, there at the door is a younger teen eager to get the door for me and to claim his place in a new country. I am grateful to vicariously experience joy, hope, anticipation.